Day Thief
In broad daylight
He arrived
And stole
Everything
She had
In a matter of minutes
She was empty
Void of everything
She once held dear
He arrived
And stole
Everything
She had
In a matter of minutes
She was empty
Void of everything
She once held dear
With just one palm
And five fingers
He stole her voice
As he covered her lips
He snatched her scream
And her confidence
Right from her throat
Now
She only whispers with her eyes
And no one can hear
Her cries for help
And five fingers
He stole her voice
As he covered her lips
He snatched her scream
And her confidence
Right from her throat
Now
She only whispers with her eyes
And no one can hear
Her cries for help
With two lips
And three words
"Move and die"
He stole her faith
As he reached
For her breasts
He grabbed her prayers
From the core
Of her heart
Now
She only prays through the keys of her piano
She plays every day
Hoping God will decode the notes
And three words
"Move and die"
He stole her faith
As he reached
For her breasts
He grabbed her prayers
From the core
Of her heart
Now
She only prays through the keys of her piano
She plays every day
Hoping God will decode the notes
With two hands
And full force
He stole her safety
As he stripped
Her of her clothes
He broke through the armor
Of humanity
She no longer lives free
She finds comfort
In the walls she's built
She said she rather be lonely in her prison
Than be invaded
Yet again
And full force
He stole her safety
As he stripped
Her of her clothes
He broke through the armor
Of humanity
She no longer lives free
She finds comfort
In the walls she's built
She said she rather be lonely in her prison
Than be invaded
Yet again
With one penis
And ten strokes
He stole her soul
As he brutally entered her body
He took hold of her destiny
No longer does she plan
For tomorrow
Her last day of living
Was when he robbed her of hope
Now
All she does is inhale and exhale
Never feeling the air on her skin
And ten strokes
He stole her soul
As he brutally entered her body
He took hold of her destiny
No longer does she plan
For tomorrow
Her last day of living
Was when he robbed her of hope
Now
All she does is inhale and exhale
Never feeling the air on her skin
With nine minutes
And forty-eight seconds
He stole 32 years
As he walked away
He pocketed her good memories
And threw her sexual pleasures
In the garbage
She can't recall
The sweet caress of love
Now
All hands are the same
Coarse
Callus
And careless
She only knows how to embrace fear
And forty-eight seconds
He stole 32 years
As he walked away
He pocketed her good memories
And threw her sexual pleasures
In the garbage
She can't recall
The sweet caress of love
Now
All hands are the same
Coarse
Callus
And careless
She only knows how to embrace fear
In broad day light
He arrived
And stole
Everything
She had
In a matter of minutes
She was empty
Void of everything
She once held dear
He arrived
And stole
Everything
She had
In a matter of minutes
She was empty
Void of everything
She once held dear
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